Hey, and welcome to another chapter of Tides of Dawn. You know what I've realized? That the starting of my story really sucks, but it has got better with the growing chapters. And also, my jam tart has a bit of chocolate on it. People can't even make jam tarts properly now!

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Dawn walked quickly to her art class. It was Friday; the end of the week and on the weekend was the Halloween dance. Dawn's black skirt swished against her black and white striped stockinged legs as she turned a corner fast. She straitened her black lacy shirt and found her art class. Her eyes were lined thickly with black eyeliner and she had spiky cuffs around her wrists. She pushed open the art room door with a bang. Everyone inside instantly looked up for their pieces of art to stare at Dawn. Dawn looked around; she saw that the teacher wasn't there yet, so she took her seat next to Shock. Shock looked from his painting and kissed Dawn on the cheek.

"Hello, Dawn, late again?" he said in a teasing tone. Dawn gave him a death stare but smiled. She rose from her seat and got the painting she was doing. The teacher, Mr Tallisker, walked quickly into class, out of breath. He was a short, fat man with messy, balding hair. He wore a smock that had paint stains all over.

"Sorry I'm late, class," he puffed, "I didn't know what time it was". Most of the students didn't look up, but continued with their art.

"Okay, good, keep doing your paintings," said Mr. Tallisker, he sat down at his desk and started marking sheets of paper in front of him. The class was talking to each other in soft tones, so the Mr. Tallisker didn't yell at them. Dawn set up all her paintings needs and sat down.

"So," said Shock, adding another stroke, "are you excited about the weekend?" Dawn mixed some paints.

"Yes, I am," she said, painting the canvas, "but I have a feeling that something might go wrong". Shock laughed.

"You always think something will go wrong," he said dipping his brush, "what could ruin the night?"

Dawn could think of many things.

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Rows and rows of costumes. Which one to pick? Pyro was having a hard time choosing. Wait? What was that? He back up a bit and pulled out a costume. A slow smile spread across his lips. Perfect.

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::The Weekend::

Dawn was alone in her room, getting ready for the dance. She had a growing feeling that something bad might happen. (A/N here comes the DRESS)
Dawn pulled her dress from her closet. It was black and long. The hem reached the ground. The fabric was nice cotton, but I suited the dress well. It had a square neck that didn't show things it shouldn't. The sleeves were long and the fabric stopped at the elbows but it continued in a spider web design to the wrists. The edges were trimmed with silk ribbons. A skirt with the spider design was over the dress and slit down the middle. She also had a black corset. She pulled all this on her. Her corset was difficult, but she got it done up. She got the finishing touches from her closet. A pair of black angel wings that was large, but not large enough to annoy people who walked too close. She also had a mask, black with some silver, which moulded to the top of her face and left an area around her eyes. She left her black hair down and put on make up. Looking in the mirror she thought she looked good as a "fallen angel". Smiling to herself she went downstairs.

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The gym was full of people dancing to a fast song. Strobe and coloured lights flicked around to the music. The people were in a whole colourful variety of clothing, all dancing in couples or groups. A DJ was at the front. The gym was decorated with pink bats and pink spider webs. In fact, all of the Halloween decorations were pink and orange, and the music playing was that of a Brittany Spears re-mix.

Dawn edged past the person in a Jack-O-Lantern suit greeting her with a "Howdy! Howdy!" Into the gym she went. Many of the people who weren't dancing stared at her. Dawn stood idly, and looked around. Who was that? In the corner? It must be Shock. This teenager was dressed in a tuxedo and cape with a mask like that of the Phantom of the Opera. Dawn thought this outfit looked brilliant and Shock must be the one under the mask. The same hight, body type and, she thought, a visible tuft of white hair. She walked over to him and as she got closer she was defiantly sure it was Shock. Dawn kissed Shock on the cheek.

"Your costume is really nice," she whispered in his ear. Shock smiled and nodded. Shock took Dawn's hand and kissed it. Dawn smiled.

"Hey! Dawn!" yelled a voice. Dawn spun around. A teenage boy walked up to her. A teenage boy dressed in a pirate outfit with black and white hair. Dawn's eyes widened.

"Shock?!" she asked, the real Shock hurried over and pulled her into a kiss.

"You look beautiful," Shock breathed. Dawn was utterly confused, wasn't Shock the one she kissed on the cheek? She quickly spun around the other way again. Nothing, there was no one there except an orange and pink wall.

"What's wrong my darling?" asked Shock, peering over Dawn's shoulder.

"It's nothing at all," Dawn said, looking around. Who was that? She thought. I had kissed him on the cheek and he had done nothing to stop me. All was strange, this was going to be a long night.

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Yay! I'm going to upload the other half later.
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